Monsters Of Ours

A poem by Isabelle Sorrells

There are monsters between you and I.

They creep up from the days of our beginning

And taunt us in hide and seek.

They plague over us in a dense fog,

Reminding us of what games may come

And all the ways we may have to play.

Although these monsters are ours to claim

You and I claim them as hunters –

Swift and mighty,

Together in our battle,

We will be victorious.

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